When It Rains It Poops

Just when it seems things are unbearable something wonderful happens. This is the way of life.

Today might seem like more than you can bear. And then next day things flow easily and you’re filled with love.

Would it be better to have every day be mundane and the same? Just to not have to deal with the highs and lows? I think not.

Consistent is good for coffee and breakfast and buses. But it’s boring. The lows teach us about ourselves. And the highs show us the wonders of the world.

Sometimes it feels like it just keeps raining poop. But then it passes and you miss the days your babies were in diapers. Don’t wish the stages of life away too soon. They will never be the same again.

Ride the highs like you’re hanging on to Falcor’s back. And know that the lows won’t last forever.

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